Mr. Temple had now purchased.

In spite, however, of the lawyers, the eventful day at length arrived.
Both happy couples were married at the same time and in the same place,
and Glastonbury performed the ceremony. Lord and Lady Montfort departed
for a seat in Sussex, belonging to his father; Ferdinand and Henrietta
repaired to Armine; while Sir Ratcliffe and his lady paid a visit to Mr.
Temple in Yorkshire, and Glastonbury found himself once more in his old
quarters in Lancashire with the duke and duchess.

Once more at Armine; wandering once more together in the old pleasaunce;
it was so strange and sweet, that both Ferdinand and Henrietta almost
began to believe that it was well that the course of their true love had
for a moment not run so smoothly as at present, and they felt that their
adversity had rendered them even more sensible of their illimitable
bliss. And the woods of Ducie, they were not forgotten; nor, least of
all, the old farmhouse that had been his shelter. Certainly they were
the happiest people that ever lived, and though some years have now
passed since these events took place, custom has not sullied the
brightness of their love. They have no cares now, and yet both have
known enough of sorrow to make them rightly appreciate their unbroken
and unbounded blessings.

When the honeymoon was fairly over, for neither of them would bate a
jot of this good old-fashioned privilege, Sir Ratcliffe and Lady Armine
returned to the Place, and Glastonbury to his tower; while Mr. Temple
joined them at Ducie, accompanied by Lord and Lady Montfort. The
autumn also brought the Count Mirabel to slaughter the pheasants, gay,
brilliant, careless, kind-hearted as ever. He has ever remained one of
Ferdinand's most cherished friends; indeed, I hardly think that there is
any individual to whom Ferdinand is more attached. And after all, as the
Count often observes, if it had not been for Ferdinand's scrapes they
would not have known each other. Nor was Lord Catchimwhocan passed over.
Ferdinand Armine was not the man to neglect a friend or to forget a
good service; and he has conferred on that good-natured, though
somewhat improvident, young nobleman, more substantial kindness than the
hospitality which is always cheerfully extended to him. When Ferdinand
repaid Mr. Bond Sharpe his fifteen hundred pounds, he took care that the
interest should appear in the shape of a golden vase, which is now not
the least gorgeous ornamen